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"Where did you run off to? "Ever since we resigned, we couldn't find anyone. We were all thinking about you." Han Tianning was somewhat surprised. Xu Qian was once the vice manager of the Propaganda Department, but he had suddenly resigned. Because Han Tianning was his assistant, the two of them had a lot of contact and were quite revolutionary.

"Since I'm so good, it would be strange if you didn't want me to." Xu Qian laughed loudly, "I just heard from a friend that you want to set up a studio, so I called to ask about it."

"They really are people from the Propaganda Department. Their ability to gather information is really that great." Han Tianning sighed with emotion.

"Of course." Xu Qian wasn't modest at all. "Ning Ning, do you need a promotional monitor?"

"No need." Han Tianning smiled and paused for a moment before saying, "There aren't many supervisors in the studio. We're lacking partners."

"OK, I'll be there by 3 o'clock tomorrow afternoon. You can pick up the plane." Xu Qian laughed again and warned, "Be careful of the puppies. You have to keep a low profile."

"Don't worry, you're not famous either." Han Tianning joked with a hint of a smile in his voice.

"But you're Mrs. Song now." Xu Qian's voice was very cheerful as he reminded, "I know Haoyue's temper. If there is any scandal or scandal between us, I'm afraid we won't even be able to return to our country."

Han Tianning's face slightly sunk. This was Song Haojun's "item".

Although it was just a joke, her heart, which she wanted to hide, still hurt.

"See you tomorrow then. Xiao Lan is here too, let's go get you together." Han Tianning suppressed the raging waves in his heart as he spoke faintly.

"Keep in touch. Goodbye." Xu Qian straightforwardly hung up the phone. Leaning against the window, he immediately made another call.

"I've already talked to her on the phone," Xu Qian's voice became cautious. "But are you sure you want me to go back?"

"A talent like you is more suited to work under a leader like her, isn't that so?" The man's voice was very gentle, carrying a warm smile. "Xu Qian, the peak light doesn't suit you, but in her studio, you might be happy."

"I don't know if she's a good boss or not. I only know that Ning Ning has always been a good employee." Xu Qian did not conceal his suspicion of Han Tianning's ability.

"Are you doubting my uncle's judgement?" The smile in Xu Qian's voice deepened, "Xu Qian, Uncle isn't trying to show favors. Han Tianning grew up looking up to her. If it weren't for the fact that he admired her, he wouldn't have given her such a chance to hone herself."

Xu Qian no longer had any objections. "You've already made the arrangements. Regardless of whether I'm happy or not, I will do my best."

"I'll welcome you tomorrow night." After he finished speaking, he immediately hung up the phone.

Yan Zixian sat in his office, his right hand stroking his lips as he thoughtfully looked at a stack of business books.

It was Song Ruihong's business plan book, a top secret business document. He casually placed it on the table.

He didn't like being threatened, no matter what.

If his prediction was correct, according to Song Haojun's personality, he wouldn't take the initiative to look for Han Tianning until the very last moment.

He was very curious as to how long Song Haojun would last and also wanted to use this matter to determine exactly how deep his feelings for Han Tianning were.

He had to fall in love with her. If he had no feelings for Han Tianning, wouldn't he have pushed a good girl to the side of the cliff for nothing?

After a week of filming, Song Haojun finally had some time to rest.

He returned home first, even though he knew that Han Tianning wouldn't be able to cook for him at home.

After working overtime for seven days, he only slept for over ten hours. Even with his strong body, Song Haojun felt extremely weak.

From the heart to the body's exhaustion.

The room was exactly the same as it had been when they left. The sky outside was dark, and the entire house was devoid of a bright and beautiful luster. It was cold and desolate.

Song Haojun went upstairs, opened the bedroom door, and fell on the bed, holding the pillow and closing his eyes.

No one changed his bed sheets, no one dared to point fingers and point at him in anger, no one cooked nutritious food for him, no one used it as a pillow for him …

Only the smell of her hair remained on the pillow, causing Song Haojun's empty heart to feel even more uncomfortable.

Why didn't she come back?

It had been a week and he was still angry?

No matter what she had done in the past, she would forget it the next night when she woke up. She would still give him a good morning kiss, and cook for him in the kitchen with the sun shining.

It must be due to that period of time that she didn't come back. She really wanted to divorce him.

Song Haojun was very tired, but he couldn't sleep. When he thought of the recent news about Han Tianning and the period of time spent talking, he began to panic.

He reached out his hand to the phone and called Tang Rui.

"Come to the Glazed Villa, and bring some food along with you." With a simple order from Song Haojun, he hung up the phone and buried his face in his pillow, greedily smelling the faint fragrance of Han Tianning's body.

Although Han Tianning met with Yan Zhaoge almost every day, she was already very careful not to get caught by the media again.

Those puppies and entertainers had very tricky angles, and the headlines were even more explosive, causing her parents to call multiple times to ask about it.

She didn't have the time to care about these gossips as she didn't seem to see them during her period of speaking, so she didn't mind and continued to do what she wanted.

Without the help of Yan Zhaoge, Han Tianning's studio would not have been in its infancy so quickly. Furthermore, the studio's design and office customization were all done by Yan Zhaoge himself, saving her a lot of time and effort.

After a week, Han Tianning finally had a trace of a smile in his eyes as he looked at the arrangement of the office.

Including herself, there were eight people in the studio right now. They were basically able to deal with some small waves.

Zhao Xiaolan's husband was persuaded to leave the mountain and finally agreed to be the backstage for their website. Together with his wife, they would take on An Mo studio's network aspect.

Although he was still waiting for the Industrial and Commercial Bureau's instructions, the house already had the smell of a studio.

No one knew whose design it was, but before Han Tianning saw his friend return, a blank wall turned into a wall filled with pictures of Song Haojun.

Han Tianning pushed open the door and saw the photo wall.

The familiar face and familiar expression stunned her for a few seconds. She looked at her comrades who were sitting on the sofas and discussing their future development before officially starting work.

"Tianning, there's been a lot of news about you lately. Do you want to seal them off?" Huang Qiong, who was sitting beside the computer, did not join their discussion. Instead, she turned around and asked Han Tianning, who had just walked over.

"The main point is Song Haojun, don't worry about us." Han Tianning calmly spat out the name of Song Haojun.

There hasn't been any news spreading out from Song Haojun recently. The negative news from earlier, "Huang Qiong said as she placed one hand on her cheek and the other on her mouse, pulling the news," We went to discuss the entertainment section of the portal yesterday and deleted a portion of the negative news. However, the major forums are still in heated discussion, and this part of the forum still needs some time to deal with.

"Leave this to me, it's a piece of cake." Xu Qian, who was sitting on the sofa, raised his hand and said.

"You can leave the matter of the forum to me. It's easy to write a gunner's essay and make positive comments." Zhao Xiaolan giggled.

"If I can't do it, I'll just leave the forum dark and the system will collapse. Then I won't be able to see anything, and I won't be able to see anything at all." Zhao Xiaolan's husband, Liu Tian, said leisurely.

Three black lines appeared on Han Tianning's forehead. These people … How could he have such random thoughts, fighting with Song Haojun like this.

Remembering Song Haojun, Han Tianning's expression, he couldn't help but feel a little lonely.

Tang Rui looked at Song Hao, who was ravaging a pillow on the bed. He resisted the urge to ravage a certain someone.

"Are you free these past few days?" Tang Rui sighed and asked.

"There's still a later stage of the promotions. If there's any activity, my assistant will inform me." Song Hao's handsome face was filled with impatience. He wanted nothing more than to put the pillow in his mouth and bite it.

Damn Han Tianning! Hateful Han Tianning! It was Han Tianning who was not coming home!

"Since you have free time, why don't you go and find her!" Tang Rui gritted his teeth and wanted to knock out and reassemble Song Hao's head.

Such a clever boy. In the world of love, idiots want to be killed.

Song Haojun didn't say anything, but lowered his head in embarrassment, pulling on the pillowcase embroidered with a dragon and a phoenix.

It was a true bed with eight sets, given to them by their parents on their wedding day.

"Don't say that I didn't warn you. Some things can get worse the longer they drag on." Tang Rui took out his cigarette and couldn't help but want to relieve his worry.

"My mom called me at the set." Song Haojun threw the pillow to the side, jumped out of the bed, and walked to the window, "She wanted to come over, but was rejected by me due to my work."

"Auntie is coming over?" Tang Rui frowned slightly, "If I remember correctly, auntie hasn't appeared since your marriage."

"She wasn't very satisfied with my decision." Song Haojun opened the window, letting in a fresh and chilly breeze, "Regarding the matter of marriage, although she doesn't care about what she says, her personality has always been strange and stubborn. She definitely thinks that Han Tianning and I aren't very compatible."

"I remember that you said that the last time I came here, I really liked Assistant Han." Tang Rui said.

"That's right, I do like her, but you have to know, she would also like a person who was an obedient servant …" In her heart, there is a deep-rooted hierarchy in the upper class. " Song Haojun spoke indifferently.

"What is the purpose of this trip?" Tang Rui took a deep breath of smoke. After a few seconds, he slowly exhaled and asked.

"Sentence." After Song Haojun finished speaking, he pursed his beautiful lips.

"Ask Han Tianning's crime?" Tang Rui laughed, "That's not bad."

"Not bad!" "You can still laugh?" Song Haojun turned around and saw the annoying smile on Tang Rui's face. He couldn't calm down and shouted, "My mom will definitely be very angry when she comes over. She was already dissatisfied with Han Tianning. I think she saw some messy news in the newspaper …"

"So go and find Han Tianning earlier and apologize properly. Then, we'll deal with our mother together." Tang Rui shrugged carelessly and said.